i am an unrequited astronomer, pretend patient, gentle adventurer, pedal enthusiast, recovering calligrapher, occasional thespian and unfinished poet living in portland, oregon. contacting me via email is usually a good idea.
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i now have four fewer teeth than i did yesterday. the top two came out really easily and i actually got to keep them; the bottom two wanted to stay in my mouth a little longer and were crushed on their way out. staying conscious was the right choice for me, though nitrous didn't seem to have any noticeable affect. i couldn't talk at all when i had to pick up the subscription for vicodin (lots of pointing and nodding and "mm-mmm"s). the last time i took vicodin was when i broke my kneecap working at the renaissance fair; half of one knocked me right out and i didn't take any more. today i've taken two and anticipate taking more. i'm a little sleepy but otherwise fairly alert. we'll see how i feel tomorrow after sleeping on them. and after trying to eat.
thanks to brian, michael, deirdre, becky, jennifer & terrilynn for their well wishes and offers of help. dan, who was apparently unaware of the extractions, called not two hours later to tell me he had salsa for me. damn, i can't eat that now! i'll die! :)
speaking of terrilynn, the worst news ever: it looks like carrie's tumour isn't completely gone. terrilynn is often blase about most things which would cause me to shrivel inside, but this makes her crack. she's totally heartbroken. none of them know what to do yet.